Opening a clinic in Nine Dragons Street was a horrible idea.

People in Cansington would head to Medical Street to see a doctor.

Those who traveled to Cansington from outside came because of Medical Street’s reputation, and they would not go to ordinary small clinics.

Common Clinic’s door was half open.

James heard a woman’s voice from outside the clinic.

“What the f*ck is going on?”

His expression immediately changed. He did not rush to the clinic but instead eavesdropped from outside the door.

Inside the clinic.

Henry was sitting on a chair with a woman across him.

The woman seemed to be around 25 to 26 years old. She was decent with some make-up on and in a beautiful dress.

“You’re Henry, right? I don’t think we’re suitable for each other. You don’t have a car or savings, and your lousy clinic doesn’t even have any customers. My requirements for a boyfriend are really high. He has to have at least an apartment in the city, a car worth at least five hundred thousand dollars,